Lauren Christy
Lauren Christy - Magazine lyrics
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Little girls in pretty boxes High tech sweat and younger skin We were all delicious and smelled of Arpge I buzzed my killer in Bring me the head of Jerry Garcia Super sex on water skies Iced decaf and mochaccino And a hooker by the grinder, please Magazine, know what I mean? You go on and on and on about stuff I've never seen Magazine, stuck to my hand The boys don't ever get it but the girls all understand Angel, waffle, women are weird Tighten up your tail Throw her on the linoleum and Harpoon her like a whale Dad's on drugs, British sex A rollicking good time Trust fund kids when men are pigs Just cook that little swine Magazine, know what I mean? You go on and on and on about stuff I've never seen Magazine, stuck to my hand The boys don't ever get it but the girls all understand Missionary position, politician Young girls in the world's oldest profession Beauty, health, fashion, food And the books and sex and art and news The boys don't ever get it but the girls all understand Magazine, know what I mean? You go on and on and on about stuff I've never seen Magazine, stuck to my hand The boys don't ever get it but the girls all understand Magazine Rip it up and just throw it away Rip it up and just throw it away Rip it up and just throw it away Magazine, stuck to my hand The boys don't ever get it but the girls all understand Magazine